You live inside a clock
I feel your hands upon my face
Choking on the aftertaste of time

And should the ticking stop
Just watch my heart disintegrate
Into these fragments you've embedded in your mind

You're light years away
But you're still mine most every day
Just a wicked master of horology

If i reach out my hand
I just get buried in the sand
I'm suffocating
Could you spare the time to rescue me

Hour after hour
I get caught inside the days
It's like some broken fascination
I can't make it go away

Hour after hour
Until the count is finally through
More and more i guess what pavlov says is true
My life gets lost inside of you

The numbers on the wall
Prove that the sky's is about to fall
But maybe persistence will melt it all away
We're all in the pursuit
Of chronologic absolute
But please tell me
Could you simply count me out today?

I could believe in athanasia
But what if there is no hope at all?

Hour after hour
I get caught inside the days
It's like some broken fascination
I can't make it go away

Hour after hour
Until the count is finally through
More and more i guess what pavlov says is true
And i'm still counting

Hour after hour
I get caught inside the days
It's like some broken fascination
I can't make it go away

Hour after hour
Until the count is finally through
More and more i guess what pavlov says is true
My life gets lost inside of you